Words & Music Copyright (c) Simon Atkinson 2015 All Rights Reserved Lead Vocals/Guitar : Simon Atkinson Bouzouki / Backing Vocals: John Duffy Fiddle: Karen Henderson Bass: Martin Henderson A DIFFERENT KIND OF LOVE She wakes on Thursday morning Just as the day is dawning She packs belongings from her fragile life into a bag All she could show the world for 19 years of making do and mending just pretending He'd said 'you know you need me, I know you'd never leave me' 'You know beyond that door you'd last a week, and little more' But now he's sleeping sound Her footsteps light upon the ground Are leaving, she's leaving To find a love, a different kind of Love Love, a very, very different kind of love Arrives at sister's cozy Her greeting less than rosy Invited through the door, though odds on staying pretty poor Now clear supportive words were hollow Now she feels absurd and empty Oh so empty But if they could see what's going on behind those tired eyes Her made-up face disguising every sign From the comfort of their warm and cosy wide-screen tv lives Its easier pretending that she's fine But if they could see what's going on behind those tired eyes Her made-up face disguising every sign From the comfort of their warm and cosy wide-screen tv lives Its easier pretending that she's fine Returns on Friday morning as the day is dawning Unlocks the backdoor,tiptoes in the kitchen - dishes stacked He shouts from room above He'll demonstrate his kind of love A different, oh such a different Kind of love, a different kind of love Love, a very, very different kind of love love, a different kind of love Love, a very, very different kind of love It's a love - but a different kind of love....